Love is a flame that can't be tamed
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And though we are its willing prey, my darling
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We are not the ones to blame
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Trust is a word all lovers know
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The glorious art of staining souls, my darling
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We are not the ones to blame
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The more we have the more we want
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And the more it hurts our hearts, my baby
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It always ends up in tears
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So keep on pretending
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Our heaven is worth the waiting
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Keep on pretending it's alright
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So keep on pretending
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It will be the end of our craving
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Keep on pretending
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It's alright
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When doubts arise the game begins
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The one we will never win, my baby
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It always ends up in tears...
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So keep on pretending
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Our heaven is worth the waiting
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Keep on pretending it's alright
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So keep on pretending
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It will be the end of our craving
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Keep on pretending
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It's alright
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So keep on pretending
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Our heaven is worth the waiting
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Keep on pretending it's alright
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So keep on pretending
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It will be the end of our craving
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Keep on pretending
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It's alright
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Love is a flame that can't be tamed
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And though we are its willing prey, my darling
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We are not the ones to blame
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Pretending
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Him |